said as we walked to the spot I had chosen. “But with you here, it’s perfect.”
“Aw, thank you,” she said. “You guys are so nice. I hit the jackpot with you.”
“Mm,” I said as I put out the beautiful picnic blanket that had been in our family forever.
We both sat down, and I pulled out some food. She looked so beautiful in the sunshine, with her shoulders bare and her legs stretched out in front of her.
“Did you ever picnic before?” I asked her, and she shook her head.
“No,” she said. “Never. I asked Matthew if he would take me once or twice, but he basically laughed at me.”
“Oh,” I said. “Why would he laugh at you?”
“Because he told me that romance was for the birds,” she said. “But he didn’t understand that I just wanted to spend some time with him and do something different.”
“What did you guys normally do?” I asked. “Just stayed home?”
“Yeah,” she said. “We just...I don’t know. We didn’t have a lot of money and didn’t really spend money on anything fun, besides dinners. Or rather...I didn’t do anything fun with the money. He did a lot.”
“That’s not fair,” I replied. “That’s no way to treat a lady.”
“You seem like the romantic type,” she said, and I chuckled.
“I’m really not,” I replied. “I mean, I'm...you know, I can be romantic. But for the most part, I’m just kind of...clueless about the whole thing.”
“Throwing a girl a surprise picnic is not clueless,” she said, and I smirked.
“Well, that was easy. I just watched what you liked and then put it together.”
“I really appreciate it,” she said and leaned in. I felt a shiver go down my spine, and I felt like I could kiss her for the rest of my life once our lips met.
She made me feel like I was floating, and like I was invincible. I felt like a piece of me had been missing until I kissed her.
This was it. This was what your mate was supposed to feel like.
I’m not sure how long we kissed there. The food was long forgotten, and we lay back onto the picnic blanket as we continued to make out.
I ran my hands up and down her body, and she let out a little moan as I continued to stroke her.
“That feels good,” she said as I got close to her inner thigh. I raised an eyebrow.
“Do you want more?” I asked.
I did not want to push her, but the bear within me was going crazy. I wasn’t sure how much longer I could last outside of her.
“Yes, please,” she said, and I breathed a physical sigh of relief. I needed to be in her, but I could give her a moment of pleasure first. I wasn’t a selfish lover, but I did like to take as much pleasure as I could get.
I stroked up and down her thigh for a little bit longer, and then I parted her legs so I could insert my finger in her.
She moaned, and her legs fell apart. She felt so wet, and I could tell that she had wanted this before I suggested it.
“That's right, baby,” I said. “That’s right.”
I continued to plunge my finger in and out of her, and she moaned and started to squirm.
“Do you like that?” I asked, and she nodded.
“Oh God,” she moaned. “Oh God. That’s it. Keep going. Keep going.”
“What do you want?” I asked. “Do you want me to keep going faster?”
I picked up the pace, and her body responded to my fingers. With a grin, I slipped another finger inside of her. She moaned again, and her hips nearly leaped off the picnic blanket.
I took that as a good sign, and I thrust a little bit harder. It wasn’t long before she was crying out so loudly that I was certain that all the birds would fly from the trees.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she cried, and I could feel her start to clench around me.
“You like that, baby?” I asked. “You like that?”
“Yes, fuck, fuck, fuck,” she cried. “I’m going to cum.”
“Cum for me,” I said, and she managed to squirt on command. It was the hottest orgasm I had ever seen in my life, and it left me panting as well. She was squirming with complete reckless abandon, and she could not stop moaning. She grabbed my arm as she rode the waves of pleasure, and I felt a flash of pride.